Thirteen

We celebrated Emily's birthday just the way she wanted to.  She wanted to go over to Grandma and Grandpa's house like she has for so many years.  We brought delicious cupcakes from our favorite bakery.  I bought her her first mocha decaf coffee and told her it was a special occasion and not to think it just comes with the age.  There's plenty else that does that.  To pick Eli up on the way over we wound our way on a road I had never been on before.  Through the trees and filtered sunlight it was a beautiful drive.  We had a special visit with Grandma and Grandpa who was especially honored that Emily would want to spend her special day with him.  Back in town we had pizza and watched the local Derby Girls skate a mean bout.  Then out for yummy ice cream and home for presents.  

Thirteen.  I see her teetering on all she has been and blossoming into all she will be.   She's my fiery, mighty girl.  Happy Birthday dear Emily!